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Nation Riders Anthem Lyrics

Artist: Too Short
Album: You Nasty

I touch down in Atlanta with the dangerous crewGrab the microphone, spit this game at youIt never ends, I just keep goin'Pimps keep pimpin', Hoez keep ho-in'And niggaz like me, never stop hustlin'Put yo' mind to it, makin' money ain't nothin'I flip the script, came with this nation-wide shitAll I get is love, so thats all you gonna getOut here, niggaz come from everywhereTrynna relocate, trynna become playazTryin' to survive the game you know it ain't easyThat's why they roll with the homeboy sheezyI got about a quarter-million hardcore troopsWe got niggaz in yo' town tooSo if it ain't you I hope you gots no problem'Cause we might have ta solve 'em

From city to city, we got your backAin't nothin but pimps and G'z, we ride like thatKeepin' the top drop, maintainin' that bump in yo' trunkAffiliated with us so you know it's gon' bumpWe nation riders, we lead the residentVerbal assasinators, and dog is the presidentFirst round draft picks from all over the worldGet ready to lock and load, and let the drama unfold

Niggaz always tryin' ta slip me demosBackstage chillin, gettin' in the limoBut i dun' click up with these nation wide niggazYou ain't already bumpin' and you can't ride wid usNatural born killaz, boys in the hood can ya fil' us?We make the noise sound good, This ain't a gameWe ain't trippin' dummy, we nation wide man, we just gettin' moneyBasin' A-T-L, we got tapes for saleAnd if you real G'z, we got CD'sHouse hip hop, booty shake, west coastWe the kinda niggaz make ya loose your best hoeWhere she at? They got her on the tour bus, way in the backFuck ya to a (???), We nation riders, stand beside usWe big niggaz and you don't wanna fight us

We nation riders, to the galaxy and beyondWe makin music fo' yo' ass, from dusk to dawnCall up me the for realist so umm if you were real niggazThen we gon' beelwitchyas, smoke out and make a meal whitchyasWe nation riders, we lead the residentVerbal assasinators, and dog is the presidentFirst round draft picks from all over the worldGet ready to lock and load, and let the drama unfold

Record all your raps and beats at the studioCause if you ain't really got a cool flowTry ta get on stage and can't do a showI'mma be laughin at ya talkin' bout 'there you go'But if ya rap tight you still might not be rightIf we get into some shit and you scared to fightSome sucker talkin' bout what you wanna do?From the head, from the hips, ain't no punks in my crewWe used to free-style, at M-C Breeze' houseSame niggaz on the mic that make ya bleed nowWhat? Motherfucker can you hear this shit?He only got one fear, don't be near his bitchHe never be rich, you ain't ready for the show bizYou need to marry that girl and have four kidsTheres no way you can hang with usCause niggaz like us are too dangerous

We nation riders, we've been blessed with this gameWe practice what we preach when it comes to breakin' hoez, manWe do whatever we want to, you talk about what you wishYou ain't a fuckin' (???), You be hated for that bitchWe nation riders, we lead the residentVerbal assasinators, and dog is the presidentFirst round draft picks from all over the worldGet ready to lock and load, and let the drama unfold